Miara-dalana Blog

On the Way to Namorona The next day, Fr. Edouard and I set off for Namorona. In fact, he had come all the way into town to fetch me, because as I’m sure you’re now beginning to understand, travel in Madagascar is no simple undertaking. The journey itself is always a bit of an adventure. The trip to Namorona would take nearly ten hours, all by canoe and boat. With my still limited Malagasy, I suspect attempting it alone would have been an interesting experience, but probably n

A few days after the installation of the new bishop in Fianarantsoa, I was back on the road, this time with Bishop Alfredo of the Diocese of Mananjary. As we descended from Madagascar's central highlands, the landscape again slowly transformed before my eyes. The cool mountain air softened and gave way to the heavy warmth of the coast. The open hills and terraced fields gradually yielded to lush tropical vegetation, while the winding roads carried us ever lower toward the Ind

The Road to Fianarantsoa Continues The next day we continued our journey toward Fianarantsoa for the installation of a new coadjutor bishop. As we drove from the Diocese of Port-Bergé toward the capital of Antananarivo, the landscape slowly began to change. The hot, flat lowlands gradually gave way to rolling green hills and the quiet mountains of the highlands. With each hour on the road, the air grew cooler, bringing welcome relief from the flies and oppressive heat of Port